Sovereign of the Era

Roar!

Dragon scale horse broke out in a moment of amazing momentum, roaring, golden hair shining all over. The dragon scale guards on the horse's back each hold a long gun, which is filled with the cold light.

Eight long spear with dragon scale horse's terror breath, burst out sharp and sharp, just like eight wild dragons.

Breaking through the air, the gun tip trembles and the sound is sharp like a roar, which is extremely harsh.

All happened between the electric light and flint, only a moment, the terror of dragon scale Wei is perfectly displayed.

Rumor has it that eight dragon scale guards join hands to kill the purple mansion!

Lin Yun cold eyes such as electricity, in the blood dragon horse's neck, gently patted.

In the face of the eight dragon scale horse's shocking momentum, the blood dragon horse roared like thunder, the four hooves burst out bright lightning, and the whole body was burning with terrible blood flame.

Boundless evil spirit, like a raging flame, rises from it.

Boom!

Blood dragon horse forward a fierce step, half a foot of snow on the ground, suddenly burst. The lightning flashed and the strong wind shook, just like the real evil spirit roared out with the blood dragon horse's roar.

It seems like a simple step, but when the blood dragon and horse's front hooves fall, the wind and cloud change color, and the snowflakes dance disorderly.

Eight ferocious dragon scale horses, suddenly out of control, galloping in situ.

The dragon scale guard on the horse's back suddenly changed his face. The long gun roared like a wild dragon in his hand made his formation disorderly.

Blood dragon horse mouth hook up wipe disdain smile, step out, like lightning gallop up.

Boo Hoo!

Wailing, eight blood dragon horses in the trembling, crawling to the ground, dragon scale guard can not prevent the number were pulled down.

The sudden change made the eight dragon scale horses look frightened.

He sat down on the dragon scale horse, but he would not be afraid of the fierce beast in the purple mansion. Under the pressure of the blood dragon horse, he could not even get up.

"Kill!"

But these eight people are experienced in the end, almost in the moment of falling, they fiercely slapped on the snow.

Boom!

The snowflakes splashed, and the eight figures regained their prestige and passed towards the blood dragon spurs.

Without the blessing of dragon scale horse, the eight people's voice was much weaker, but under the joint efforts, they were still strong, which made people dare not underestimate.

The blood dragon immediately flashed a chill between Lin Yun's eyebrows, and his whole body's sword sense was integrated with the evil spirit of sitting down.

The fierce blood dragon and horse were oppressed, and their power rose sharply. The eight dragon scale guards only felt the falling pressure, like a sharp sword wind. They kept beating on their bodies, making their armor buzzing.

Concussion, Qi and blood churn, face is very ugly.

"Go away!"

Suddenly, Lin Yunmeng pulled the reins, and the blood dragon horse's forelimbs leaped high. The horse neighs, and its upper body sweeps out of the air. Its hooves are as fast as electricity and as heavy as a mountain.

With the terrible force, eight dragon scale guards with guns were kicked by blood dragon horses.

Bang!

When the two hooves of blood dragon and horse fall to the ground, the ground is shaking, bursting out like the essence of temperament. The eight dragon scale guards in the air spit blood and fall to the ground.

He was pale and rolling on the ground, but he couldn't get up again.

The wind and snow did not stop, Lin yunduan sat on the blood dragon horse, his eyes coldly swept forward.

Fear of the four sides, dragon scale horse so quickly defeated, beyond many people's expectations.

In the streets and in the pavilions, there was an incredible look in the eyes of the warriors watching. When they looked at the blood dragon and horse sitting down, their eyes flashed with fear.

This horse is a little too irascible.

The eight dragon scale guards, who had a bad start and could not afford to fall, were like a slap in the face on the big prince and others.

Qin Yu's five fingers held on the carriage handrail and kept stirring. Although he didn't say a word, everyone could feel his gloomy killing intention.

On both sides of the carriage, Han Gang of Xuantian sect, Wang Feng of Shuiyue mountain villa, Ji wuheng of Hunyuan gate, Tang Jie of qintian academy, bailixuan of Lingxiao sword Pavilion, all of these masters of Qingxuan society are burning with a cold sense of killing.

"I'll take the trash."

Without waiting for others to come forward, Xuantian Zong Han Gang walked forward with his horse.

His eyes fell on Lin Yun who was on the blood dragon horse and said in a cold voice, "the waste man who broke a heavy dark vein and dared to make trouble at the prince's wedding. I think you are really impatient."

In the past, at the banquet in Qiongtai, the princess's mansion, the other party abandoned his younger brother Bai Yu, and he had already let him kill his heart.

Unfortunately, not only failed to kill the boy, but was defeated in xinjue's hands, which made him feel ashamed. Today, he has made great progress in his cultivation, and has reached the peak of his cultivation. His strength is not the same as before.

Originally thought, Longmen big match, big defeat Xin Jue, a snow before shame.

But I didn't expect my opponent was gone.

Although Xin Jue is dead, Lin Yun is still alive. There is no doubt that this is a great opportunity to kill each other.

Breaking into the prince's wedding and injuring the dragon scale guard, each one is enough to make him die without a burial place.His whole body suddenly blooms with golden brilliance, and the ferocious ferocity of Buddha, combined with his fierce killing intention, is like a Buddhist Vajra coming out of an album.

The vast Buddha power, fan Dang endlessly, thunder, fury, violent momentum, so that the wind and snow are one of the obstacles.

"Demonic fist!"

"It is said that Han Gang's magic subduing fist has reached the peak of perfection. However, Lin Yun broke away from his mysterious pulse and retreated instead of advancing. He was afraid that he would lose the battle."

"Han Gang probably won't stay alive. After all, his younger brother was abandoned by Lin Yun himself in the princess mansion."

Many martial artists who knew the friendship and resentment between them began to speak.

Plop!

When Han Gang's Buddha power reached its peak, his horse could no longer bear it and collapsed to the ground. Han Gang's body shape suddenly rises, a fist in the air, with the anger of subduing demons, fiercely blows down toward Lin Yun.

Under the power of fists, the snowflakes floating in the air were crushed on the spot and no longer existed.

All of a sudden, there was no wind or snow between them.

"Die!"

Falling in the air, Han Gang's whole body is full of real yuan, which coagulates the secret seal of Buddhism, which makes the power of this fist burst out with amazing pressure.

"What a strong breath!"

In the crowd, Han Gang, like a Buddhist Vajra, seems to be able to smash the mountain.

The blood dragon immediately Lin Yun, in his boundless fist power, appears small incomparably.

"I'm afraid you don't have this ability yet..."

The blood dragon immediately rises from the sky, reaches out a move, and holds the burial flower sword in the sword box tightly.

When the five fingers hold the handle of the sword, half step innate sword intention surges up from him. This sword is pure and fierce. It's ethereal. It doesn't eat people's fireworks. But it's so powerful that it looks down on all sides.

He did not have a strong cultivation, but the eight peaks of Xuanwu, but this sword was intended to explode on him. But let his momentum, and Han Gang equal, life and death fearless, edge overflowing.

To the heart of the sword!

"Sword meaning?"

Han Gang frowned, but then sneered.

"Without the support of cultivation, how powerful your sword is intended to be, is just a castle in the air, just a show of its own!"

In his body, all ten mysterious veins are activated, and the majestic Zhenyuan is surging and surging, which drives his own Buddhist power to an amazing level. The powerful breath dissipates and forms a violent hurricane, which disturbs the wind and snow all over the sky.

"It's just a show?"

Seventy one petals of iris purpurea bloom in the Dantian area of Linyun, and eighteen light white lines around the flowers fluctuate at the same time.

With the blessing of the power of time, he has eight mysterious veins, which are crystal clear and shining.

Boom!

Zhenyuan was agitated, and the momentum of its basaltic eight was constantly soaring and surging out. The sound of the sword sounds loud and clear. The sword comes out half an inch. The cold light explodes and flashes. It makes Han Gang's eyes ache and his eyes tremble.

In Lin Yun's body, he saw a mood he had never seen before, half an inch sword light, cold and proud. Han Gang, who was twice as high as the other party in his cultivation, was terrified at this moment, as if he were facing a bright moon.

Bang!

The body of the sword runs through Lin Yun's eyes like running water. All the flower swords are out of their scabbards. The sword is majestic and humming.

In Han Gang's heart, he suddenly trembled. Under the penetration of the sharp and incomparable sword, fowei appeared a tiny crack.

"This How could... "

Han Gang suddenly appeared to be a little flustered, and his self-confidence began to waver, "hateful, pretend!"

His face was covered with ferocity. Han Gang roared and roared. His facial features were twisted, and his fists were sent to the limit.

His fists clenched with five fingers showed a trace of violent black gas, as if split into a ferocious and ferocious monster, which was even more terrifying.

"It's over. Lin Yun is really going to die."

Outsiders can't see the panic in Han Gang's heart, only see the terror after his fist fission. Lin Yun sighs in his heart.

There is no suspense

Bang!

But when the fist awn and sword light collided with each other, an unexpected scene appeared, and the sky shaking sound came from the air. The two men are in the air, and they are equally matched. The picture of Lin Yun being killed by a blow does not happen at all.

There was no time for outsiders to be surprised. Lin Yun's figure twinkled and he even put out six swords.

Spring breeze turns rain, all rivers flow together!

With a sword, the boundless sword will turn into a stream, and all rivers will flow together. In silence, there will be huge waves, which will blow away into the sky.

View the sky with water!

The sword power of the moon and water diffuses. The forest cloud in the air seems to be in a lake. The sword momentum is boundless and magnificent. The snowflakes in the air seem to become thick under the sword power.

Bang bang!

Han Gang's fist roared, and the demon subduing fist developed to the extreme, but it could not crush the sword.Misty water!

In the middle of the air, there are many ripples, and the mist rises quietly. The sword is so misty and misty.

Big waves!

The sword light in the air, like waves, emerge in endlessly, sword like waves, waves like sword.

The situation reversed in an instant. Han Gang, who was originally fierce, was completely suppressed by Lin Yun's sword power, and only had the score of being beaten passively.

"No!"

Han Gang's momentum plummeted, and he gave birth to an illusion that he was facing a master of purple mansion and had no power to fight.

Bang!

After six swords, Han Gang's body was full of Buddhist power, full of holes, and the momentum of demon subduing fist was completely lost.

"I'm defeated!"

Lin Yunleng drinks a sound, buries the flower in the hand, is like a round of lonely and proud bright moon, the king comes to the world, admires himself.

This sword, the moon's aloofness, evolved into the ultimate domineering.

All of them were stunned. Such a powerful sword completely exceeded their understanding.

"Stop it!"

In the ranks of the prince, there was a roar of rage. On the left side of the carriage, the figures of other experts from the Qingxuan society soared into the air and swept over.

But the sword is out, how can we stop it.

Poop!

Blood spatter, xuantianzong Han Gang chest ribs, under this sword all cut off, body by the potential of the sword, heavy impact on the snow.

"Transformation! This is the legendary realm

Suddenly there was an old man in the crowd. He lost his voice and trembled and looked at Lin Yun. It was extremely incredible.

Swordsmanship is extraordinary and superb!

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